Infinite_Melodies 앨범 : Notes Without Sound
작사 : Infinite_Melodies
작곡 : Infinite_Melodies
You tied it loose behind your back
A little tilt, a little slack
You hum a song without a plan
And wipe your hands like it's just sand
You don’t know, but when you do—
Even silence cooks me through
You don’t dress to catch the light
But you glow in softest white
Apron hanging low, just so
You don’t try, but still I know
Even with your quiet ways
You bring color into days
You don’t write a recipe
But your hands remember me
In the folds, in every row—
Love hangs in that apron low
You tied it loose behind your back
A little tilt, a little slack
You hum a song without a plan
And wipe your hands like it's just sand
You don’t know, but when you do—
Even silence cooks me through
You don’t dress to catch the light
But you glow in softest white
Apron hanging low, just so
You don’t try, but still I know
Even with your quiet ways
You bring color into days
You don’t write a recipe
But your hands remember me
In the folds, in every row—
Love hangs in that apron low
You tied it loose behind your back
A little tilt, a little slack
You hum a song without a plan
And wipe your hands like it's just sand
You don’t know, but when you do—
Even silence cooks me through
You don’t dress to catch the light
But you glow in softest white
Apron hanging low, just so
You don’t try, but still I know
Even with your quiet ways
You bring color into days
You don’t write a recipe
But your hands remember me
In the folds, in every row—
Love hangs in that apron low